a pillow off the bed, comes back in. pushes me away, unzip the suitcase, takes the pillow, compresses it over her mouth, grab the wine bottle that is maybe four feet away. takes the wine bottle, crack, crack. i think maybe it's three times he hits her. he tells me to go inside the bathroom, start the water. >> she was terrified, she says. did you say, "ethan, stop?" >> i didn't say anything. >> didn't say anything at all? why not? >> i cried but i didn't say anything. i didn't know what to do. i didn't know what to say. when he told me to do something, i did it. >> she filled the tub, she says. >> he asked me to help her pull in there. i tried, but i can't do. i start crying, and i throw up in the toilet. >> why didn't you pull her out of the water? >> at that point, i -- the only thing i was thinking about was how am i going to make it out of this house. >> did you think ethan would kill you, too? >> why not? who else knows but me? why not?